Randy Kerber - You're A Mean One Mr. Grinch lyrics

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel You're as cuddly as a cactus You're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel You're a monster, Mr. Grinch Your heart's an empty hole Your brain is full of spiders You've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch You have termites in your smile You have all the tender sweetness Of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch Given the choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch You're the king of sinful sots Your heart's a dead tomato splotched With moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch With a nauseous super 'naus' You're a crooked dirty jockey And you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch Your soul is an appalling dump heap Overflowing with the most disgraceful a**ortment of rubbish imaginable Mangled up in tangled up knots You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch You're a nasty wasty skunk Your heart is full of unwashed socks Your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote 'Stink, stank, stunk!'